s/he

The universe began to blossom,

fed chaotic by a bunch of moods

and conceptions full of passion.

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Full of passion is the poetry,

airing its essence in the cadence

of the midnight salute of stars.

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In mind's culpability of someone,

the name of who we're thinking,

it's replaced with the pronoun, s/he.

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Inspired, their actions get wildly.

And black is beautiful to cook it up,

in thoughts bloomed out of joy.